The Poet

~ The Poet ~

Sitting on a dock in the middle of the lake
Long hair curling in the mist
Stars falling to Earth
Moonlight in her eyes
In her hand rests a book
Crickets chirp and chime
As she writes her lines
She is in her own make-believe world
Wind dances in her hair
There are Castle’s in her stare
The words she writes
Release her soul

Bonnie Jean Higgins
02-13-2013

This poem is about my poetry spot at Lake Montclair

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Spider Web

~ Spider Web ~

Spider web
Ghostly threads
Caught my heart
My soul is bled
Glowing eyes
Wrap me tight
Shuts out the light
For breath I fight
Velvet voice
Laughs at me
I don’t want to hear
I cannot flee
Spider web
With dew drops glow
Luminescent threads
Feel so cold
Glowing eyes
Gaze at me
I don’t want to see
The sea of green
Velvet voice
Whispering
In my dreams
I am whimpering
For the spider web
Has captured me
Lulling me from safety
Into nothing but spider webs
Ghostly threads
Invade my head
Spider webs
Ghostly threads
Caught in nightmares of spider webs

~ Bonnie Jean Higgins ~